Everyone says the Thirteenth Prince is dashing, handsome, skilled in both literature and martial arts, and the dream lover of countless young ladies. But when it comes to Zhaojia Heyue, she dismiss...
Then, feigning shyness, she lowered her head, but in her heart, she cursed the Thirteenth Prince a thousand times over.
Knowing her daughter's temperament, Irgen Gioro knew that she would never suffer in silence if wronged, so she believed her.
She breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Now I can rest assured, Mother." Then, remembering something, she hesitated for a moment.
Heyue noticed her hesitation and understood her thoughts, but she didn't intend to speak, hoping that her mother could avoid the topic.
However, it was clear that the Irgen Gioro clan had no intention of letting her go.
"How was your sex life?" Yiergenjueluo asked, feeling a little awkward. She was still thinking about her daughter's appearance just now, which showed that she had been thoroughly exhausted. She was also worried that her daughter, who didn't know anything, might have hurt herself, and it would be too late to regret it then.
He Yue lowered her head and bit her lip, finding it difficult to speak about this matter, even though she was usually very bold.
Seeing her like this, Lady Irgen Gioro knew that her question was inappropriate and felt embarrassed. She did not ask any further questions, but reminded her, "The Thirteenth Prince is young and inevitably impulsive and reckless. You should be careful. If you can have children later, then have them later. We don't need to care about those things..." Before she could finish speaking, she caught sight of the ruby ​​pomegranate hairpin on Heyue's head and stopped talking.
She coughed, covering her mouth, and turned her head away. Finally, she couldn't help but advise, "No matter what the Thirteenth Prince does, listen to your mother and prioritize your health. Try to give birth later. If you really can't persuade him, don't argue with him. Your mother will talk to him about the rest."
He still couldn't suppress his anger in his words.
Heyue knew it was aimed at the Thirteenth Prince and couldn't help but gloat.
Let's see how he handles this!
"You rest first, Mother will go and talk to the Thirteenth Prince." Lady Irgen Gioro patted Heyue's shoulder and comforted her softly.